Prologue
The Gamemaker's office, Capitol, Panem
The Gamemaker sighed as he looked over all the plans. Everything seemed in order. He glanced through the plans of the layout, before he nodded to himself. It had been a long few months getting the arena in order, and the past week had been manic in last minute complications with Cornucopia supplies, but at long last it was ready. Now all that was needed were the tributes themselves, but thankfully that was not under his jurisdiction. He leaned back in his chair, resting his hands on his slightly protruding stomach. He'd done good this year. The arena building was practically done, President Snow was pleased with the plans and now all he needed were the tributes that would make this set of games better than last year's. He was sure they would be- the arena design itself meant that he, the gamesmaker, could make the viewers watch on tenterhooks if the tributes themselves failed to entertain. In fact, the only people who seemed slightly disappointed with this year's plans were the designers of the arena-wear, since it was unnecessary to include many special adaptations.
Yeah well, screw them. Maybe next year's games they'd finally get their wishes of weird costumes with all sorts of add ons. But for now, they could stick with the usual. He didn't want these games to be known because of the weird outfits.
He allowed himself a smirk. These games would definitely be remembered.
A/N: We don't own the Hunger Games.
This is an open SYOT, co-written by Hodgeheg and Xymena Falling. It's first come, first served, provided your tributes are good.
Future chapters will be longer ,and even though both us are currently in exam period we promise to update regularly once we have some tributes (once every 2 weeks as a minimum, and definitely longer once all the exams are over).
Rules and SYOT form are on Hodgeheg's profile.
